Blank, Blanker, Blankest
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Blank, Blanker, Blankest

I’m sitting here staring at a blank computer screen unable to think of anything to write about.  My face is illuminated by light from the screen.  There is just nothing there.  Wait a moment.  I have an idea.  According to the Book of Revelation in heaven there is a record of my sins.  But, according to the promise in John 5 about my not being judged because of Jesus’ mercy, my sins are blotted out. Blots are messy and if John understood the delete key on a computer I’m sure he would have said deleted instead of blotted.  Therefore, I am going to assume my page is like my blank computer screen reflecting only light.  I like that idea.  Considering the challenge of filling a page with text can be quite daunting, I have never been happy with a blank screen, but now I am.  The blanker the better.  Hmm.  If something is blank can it be blanker or blankest?  The thing is blank is sufficient. I would be being piggy if I wanted blanker.
 
One of my earliest memory verses as a child was I John 1:9.  “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.”  One thing is for sure I am a good confessor.  I’m the best.  As soon as I realize something is wrong I confess.  It isn’t because I think I will be thrown out if I don’t get right to it.  No.  A good parent doesn’t throw a child out of the family every time they do something wrong.  No, I am quick to confess because I don’t want to cause Jesus any grief because of me.  Love makes us want to please our lover.